— Coloring Life with Love, Lyme, & Laughter —
I am engulfed in a muddy river of sorrow and loss. The current is strong, and I struggle to stay afloat. I fight and kick, but the debris of pain pulls me under. I surface just long enough to inhale and note my surroundings, only to be sucked down again…again…and again. The waters are raging.... Continue Reading →
"Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no commandment greater than these.” --Mark 12:30-31 The never-ending news cycle is overwhelming. An endless loop of unimaginable violence, from... Continue Reading →
Christmas lights are still twinkling throughout my house, but this year they simply don't seem magical. A light has gone out in my world. One of the brightest lights I've ever known --a light that shined continually for Jesus. A light that was unshakeable, impervious to circumstances I could not grasp, circumstances I felt a... Continue Reading →
I am poisoned. Everything I touch, everywhere I go, I ruin things. Marriages. Children. Schools. Relationships. I was once called a "user," and it shook it me to my core. I feel like a giver, to a fault. I picture myself as underwater diver with one breath between myself and my partner, and I know... Continue Reading →
I have a confession to make. In a different life --the one before I became symptomatic --had I known a person with Lyme, a person like me now, I'm ashamed to admit I would have likely doubted her authenticity. How on earth can a person be so sick one day, barely able to walk, according... Continue Reading →
A Broken Crayon 